Tuesday, September 20, 2022

Consolation In Our Sorrows

Mr. Catcott, The Story of Hippolytus, bk. XV. from Ovid's Metamorphoses:

        How oft (in vain) the Son of Theseus said,
        Thy stormy Sorrows be with Patience laid;
        Nor are thy Fortunes to be wept alone,
        Weigh others' Woes, and learn to bear thine own.


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